I'm not one for emotional scenes, I hate being upset or angry or even  really happy in front of other people. These are private emotions and I  especially hate for people to see me cry - which happens when I'm sad,  angry or even happy. I do cry at the most ridiculous things as well,  Grey's Anatomy being the worst of my guilty pleasures however not five  minutes ago I did have those tell-tale little tears in my eyes as I read  a "goodbye" from my sister. She and I have developed an interesting  relationship these past few months and I can say she feels more like a  confidante these days than a sixteen year old. Having left home when she  was only ten means that we have never had a very close relationship; at  times it has been difficult but she has shown me a lot recently; she is  definitely not your average teenager, don't let the let the blonde hair  and innocent smile fool you - that girl is incredible. It has been so  good to share so much with her recently and regret that I have never  made the effort with her before, especially now I am heading off it  hardly seems the time to find someone who makes sense of all the things  you are unable to. To think I will miss so much more of her life makes  me feel somewhat selfish in my venture but at the same time I know she  will be at the other end of a computer and she has the best years of her  life ahead, and I hope she doesn't make the same rash decisions I did  and truly realises how incredible she is, not just anybody, definitely  somebody!
The past weekend my friends came from  down south to have one last  weekend of drunken banter before I headed down south myself to spend the  weekend with my Dad. It was a good weekend. C.F through me a party and  hers and truly made me feel loved and that I will be missed! It was good  to have family there as well, my other sister came from Aberdeen and  our cousin as well.  My only regret was it seemed such a quick goodbye, I  never quite got to show my appreciation for their making the time and  effort and to say that I would miss them. Two years is a long time  without the people that have shaped the past six years of your life.
Five days from now I will be boarding a plane; in fact this time in five  days I will be getting ready to land! Montreal (with it's forecast of  showers for the week I'm there) is the first stop. Everyone keeps asking  me if I'm nervous, scared, excited and I can honestly not answer.  Probably all of the above and yet at the same time I honestly think it  hasn't hit me, like it's all happening to someone else, like i've made  all these plans but they're not really going to happen. I do have a  tendancy to live in cloud cuckoo land but at the same time there is the  little feeling in the pit of my stomach - god only knows what it is  though, don't analyse too hard, too many emotions!!